Ning Meng is accustomed to Huo Beichen alone, but also forgets that he is now an 18-year-old boy.

She thought again that last night, Huo Beichen had originally put her into the house, and then inexplicably angry, and when she was driven away, those words she said...

"Anyway, I told your teacher, your parents will definitely go tomorrow, you don't want me to do it! Then you will call your parents back!"

"...Your mother didn't teach you to be sympathetic?"

Now that I want to come, Ning Meng would like to slap himself, why is he so cheap!

She looked up at Teacher Liu. He was a middle-aged man of about 40 years old, frowning, and sighed, "Last month's mock test, he took the first countdown in the class and another half a year. The college entrance examination, this is not okay, the teacher also understands him, so don’t care about him, but at such a critical moment in life, it is not okay!"

Ning Meng heard nothing from the bottom, but he had no special ideas. Anyway, he was a scumbag.

But the college entrance examination is indeed a major event. Think about how Huo Beichen was lying on the table just before class. His condition was obviously wrong and very decadent.

Ning Meng nodded: "Take care, teacher, I will make up for him!"

Teacher Liu was stunned and looked at her suspiciously: "You make up the class?"

Ning Meng nodded: "Yes, I will give him a make-up lesson. I have studied very well. I just graduated from college. The high school knowledge should still be picked up. Rest assured!"

Teacher Liu coughed a bit: "Huo Beichen is a very smart student. The rest of the class is not in a hurry, mainly to make him correct his attitude. I believe his grades will definitely improve slowly!"

Ning Meng nodded again.

Teacher Liu simply said: "Let's go, let's go and see what they are doing in class!"

Song Meilan stood up together, and the two followed Teacher Liu to the first grade of high school. Ning Meng always wanted to find a chance to talk to Song Meilan and asked if she had a daughter, but Song Meilan followed him. She couldn't talk about her child's problems.

And always feel that there is a generation gap in listening to them, she is only three years older than Huo Beichen!

The three of them came to the classroom and found that the glass had been completely vaporized by the heat inside, and they could not peep into the classroom.

While Teacher Liu was in a daze, Ning Meng noticed that a finger suddenly appeared on the window near them.

It seemed that some students were bored, so they took a finger and drew a heart on the fog on the glass, and then smeared the middle off, just in the eyes of Ning Meng.

Coincidentally, this student is Song Chenglan's son Huang Cheng.

Ning Meng: ...

Huang Cheng: ...

The two looked at each other, and Song Meilan and Teacher Liu also looked over. Huang Cheng was so scared that he sighed at the glass and covered it directly with fog.

Ning Meng: ...

Song Meilan: ...

Teacher Liu:……

The three men looked at each other, and Song Meilan even blushed in shame, "This boy!"

Teacher Liu sniffed.

Ning Meng raised her head and wanted to look inside. Just a glance, she saw that Huo Beichen was sleeping on the table because others had long legs and could not let go of the two legs under the table. One right reached the aisle on both sides, his arms were holding his head, and his sleeping position was extremely domineering.

The physics teacher on the stage didn't care, and the classmates sitting next to Huo Beichen all turned down their books one by one, and they seemed afraid of disturbing him.

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The parent meeting will be at nine o'clock, after the first class.

Parents came one after another. First, parents and students went to the playground to gather together to make all the junior high school students mobilize, and then went back to each class, and the head teacher discussed the class situation again.

Huo Beichen didn't go to the playground, Ning Meng stood there alone.

After the mobilization, everyone went to their respective classes.

On the way, several male students in the first three grades of high school ran to Song Meilan and reported: "Mother Huang Cheng, you take care of your home Huang Cheng, always fart during class!"

Huang Cheng coughed, "who hasn't had stomach discomfort yet! And it just rang, and it didn't smell!"

"Hahahaha!"

Everyone was kidding, and walked away with a laugh.

Seeing Huang Cheng's embarrassing situation, Ning Meng walked to him and said, "Hey, I will tell you a good way to make sure that the students can't hear you!"

Huang Cheng:?

He glanced at Ning Meng, and immediately said, "Sister-in-law? You said you said."

Ning Meng said: "The next time you fart, make a noise and cover up the fart, won't it?"

Huang Cheng's eyes lit up, "Yes, those grandchildren always laugh at me!"

Ning Meng took the opportunity to ask: "Right, I will ask you a question!"

Huang Cheng nodded: "You said."

Ning Meng asked: "Huo Beichen is in love?"

Huang Cheng suddenly made a frightened expression.

Ning Meng hurriedly said: "You can rest assured that I am his cousin and will not control him, I am pure gossip!"

Wouldn't Huang Cheng think he was a parent?

Huang Cheng swallowed and waved, "Cousin, not this, but you asked this question... in the posture of Grandpa, who dares to fall in love with him?"

Although Ning Meng had guessed it for a long time, he was relieved to hear this.

It seems that I wore it in time and I haven't gotten my first love yet.

She glanced at Song Meilan, stared at the mole on her chin for a while, and grabbed Huang Cheng and whispered: "Right, do you have a sister, or sister?"

Huang Cheng suddenly widened his eyes: "We are the only one in our family, the only child, where are the sisters and sisters!"

Ning Meng: ...!!

If not, why is Song Meilan the mother of Huo Beichen's first love!

Ning Meng feels a little messy, she needs to sort out her thinking.

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When Huo Beichen slept sleepily, the class became lively.

His ears were full of classmates' voices:

"Dad, I'm sitting here, you sit here with me."

"Mom, my seat is here."

"..."

The sounds of each other made Huo Beichen frown irritably.

His heart also seemed to be held tightly by an invisible hand, and his chest was sore with a little pain.

Father, mother...

He has no parents...

He frowned, only to feel that even in a chaotic city, he seemed to be alone.

At this moment, a familiar voice came: "Student, you let me give up, let me pass."

Huo Beichen paused, raised his head slightly, and the eyes that had been dragged up slightly lifted, and in a blurred vision, Ning Meng's figure slowly came to him, her figure became clearer and clearer, until she stood beside him, pushing Then he pushed his shoulder: "Hey, where do I sit?"